Livestream Treasure Appraisal: The appraised treasures don't seem right.
48Son of the Terracotta Warriors

Hen Changf

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Li Qingyuan, who was walking on the road, saw that it was not too late.

There probably wouldn't be much business in the shop at this time, so it was too early to rest.

Then, he opened the livestream room and started the livestream.

After the system opened the Popularity Lottery Shop, he decided to start streaming whenever he had nothing to do.

After all, even though he didn't know what he had won from the popularity lottery, the relic restoration technique he had drawn was already quite useful.

After he opened the livestream, a hexagram sent him a message.

"Master Li, I'll be able to go to your place tomorrow and deliver this bracelet to you.”

Li Qingyuan was still a little surprised. He didn't expect a hexagram to move so quickly.

They had just agreed on this matter this morning, and they would be able to deliver the things tomorrow.

The speed was comparable to the wind!

However, after this incident, he remembered that he still lacked a divination and an amulet.

Since he had time now, he would go and look for it!

He casually changed the name of the live broadcast room to 'Going Out to Taobao!'

After seeing Li Qingyuan's live broadcast, and with such a name in the live broadcast room, the treasure friends also entered the live broadcast room with interest.

"Master Li, good evening!"

"Where are you going?"

"Taobao? What good things are you looking for?"

Although the name in the live broadcast room seemed ordinary, in the eyes of the treasure friends, it was actually quite arrogant.

For most appraisers, even if they had good eyesight and skills, it would be difficult for them to not be eye-catching when they went out to collect some items.

Perhaps one of them had made a mistake and bought a fake.

It was even more unimaginable for Li Qingyuan to write the word Taobao on the title.

If an ordinary person hung these words and went shopping, they would not find a good treasure but instead bought a fake. That would be extremely embarrassing.

Only Li Qingyuan dared to do this because of his strength.

"Yes, I made an agreement with a treasure friend before. I still owe her an amulet.”

"This time, I'll go find an amulet.”

"Thank you in advance, Master Li!"

After hearing this, a hexagram thanked him repeatedly in the live broadcast room. He could not help but look forward to it.

Although he didn't know what kind of good amulets could be found in this antique market, he still believed in Li Qingyuan's strength.

Moreover, with Master Li's taste, he probably wouldn't use any rubbish to deal with it.

Li Qingyuan slowly walked to an antique market.

Although it was getting late, the sun had not completely set.

The last bit of sunlight shone on the street.

Looking from afar, he felt that every item on those stalls was jeweled.

The audience who saw this scene had an absurd thought in their hearts.

"If these things are real, how much are they worth?”

"It's not expensive. At most, it's one or two thousand yuan."

Li Qingyuan replied casually.

Hearing this, the treasure friends all laughed.

"Master Li, you really know how to joke. If so many of them are true, what's a thousand yuan? If you say 100 billion, it's more reliable.”

"The bullets used for execution only cost two yuan.”

"If all these are real, all the stall owners here will be shot.”

"Looking at the number of people they have, excluding the fuel and labor costs, it's estimated to be only one or two thousand.”

"As for the subsequent funeral expenses, this should be borne by the families themselves.”

Hearing Li Qingyuan's words, everyone was speechless.

This kind of algorithm was too ruthless.

However, they had no way to refute him.

Under normal circumstances, if these things were true.

Not to mention getting shot, it would not be a problem even if he used a rocket launcher.

After all, just by standing here and listening to the stall owners boast, the items from the business week to last week had already been gathered.

If it was all true, then who knows how deep the implications would be.

Killing all of them might result in a mistake, but killing one and letting one go would definitely result in a mistake.

After a round of nonsense, Li Qingyuan no longer paid attention to the teasing in the live broadcast room and casually walked around.

He had only taken a few steps when he stopped beside a stall.

He looked like a tourist as he grabbed the statue of the terracotta soldiers at the side.

Seeing this, the stall owner immediately welcomed him with a smile.

"Little brother, you have good taste! This is…"

"What is it?"

Li Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and casually wiped the terracotta soldiers.

"Don't tell me you're trying to say that this is the son of the terracotta soldiers! He was still holding an AK47. How many generations of grandsons were he?”

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